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This whimsical poem anthropomorphizes global organizations as players in a game of hide-and-seek, symbolizing the complexities and hidden actions of global politics and economics. It playfully critiques the elites who navigate these institutions, subtly wielding power. Despite its light-hearted tone, it acknowledges the grave consequences of their decisions. The poem aims to make the abstract concept of global governance relatable, aiming to provoke thought and discussion. The poem was written with a spirit of light-hearted cynicism, highlighting the absurdity of these power dynamics, yet it carries an underlying hope for a more transparent, shared global governance. This ode falls under the category of "Satirical Poetry." Satirical poetry uses humor, irony, exaggeration, or ridicule to expose and criticize people's stupidity or vices, particularly in the context of contemporary politics and other topical issues. In this case, the ode humorously critiques the often unseen actions of global elites, symbolized by leaders of major international organizations, and their effect on world affairs.
If she believed she was perfectly free to notice or not whatever she chose why should she care that a meaningful stare was fixed on none other than she? What was so outré about anyone taking a drink at her favourite café lauding the view
f*ck you, I hate you
Just a fun poem based on TEN LITTLE INDIANS.
So let me take the time to tell quite a tale It’s a tale of a girl, a woman, a wonderful female What makes her so awesome, is this what you ask? Well let me reply after another shot of whiskey from thy flask We can cover some basics, that s
~ It's cuddling time ~ Lol
Did a bit of tinkering!
A little fairy tale :-) It's not a limerick, but I couldn't think which style fitted...pantoum, ghazal...what on earth are those?!
This is a limerick and I wanted to express how divine relationships are and the love which flows in it.I used potion to capture the flow.
My little world :)
Via your heart, I tear through your soul. I feed on your pain to thrive in the cold. The heartfelt and loyal, defied by the bold. I am love's leach, the story untold.
Its about just always being caring and loving my girl. And I would do anything to make her day brighter. And if she were sick I would do anything to make her comfortable. I'm a very compassionate mate and am patient.
A tank full of water, a bowl filled with pee, I drank from the toilet and now I can't see.
There once was a pig named Fred who sadly it has to be said was a tad overweight and couldn't fit through the gate so spent all his days in his bed.
Just a thought
wave after wave seasons change an the winters fade into the summer sky's ,where the seagulls fly an there hunger cry's like dreamers from a different time ,where dreams never live or never die drifting away it seem far beyond the wildest dreams ,with
Today is one of my beautiful daughters birthday and I wanted to share the Disney "Frozen" birthday I sent to her. I was not able to get the link to come up, so if you would like to see it just paste this link in your browser! The video will warm your heart with love! Happy Holidays! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r5sA2JLvFPY&feature=player_detailpage
not seeing much Christmas Spirit yet here On Poetry Soup it abounds. Come on folks let it rip lol
Turkey, Tom Turkey displayed on the table come all and eat me if your able Come and taste my breast of tender white and enjoy my meal with delight Fest on my wings, legs and thighs and later we will shop for the Christmas buys
A fisherman sat with line all lank perched on crooked stool that soon sank backside now all mud covered his face an embarrassed red off home he went with his pants all dank.
Tragedies and disappointments of life
SO IS WANT EVER U THINK IT ?
I found this going through my old files. Evidently I needed this brevity when I was in the "corporate" world! It was written by Ravi Bhavnani who certainly knows how to "maintain" his level! Here's to you Ravi! Have a laugh today, it's good for your heart!
I write poetry when the mood strikes me. I love comedy and this poem has won several awards... I love it myself. Love the meter. i also write books and screenplays.... this is my life.
Down around ankles were his trousers as he caressed her he said wowzers finding there no lady it was all so shady as he always seemed to pick posers written 05/22/2014
There was a love bird named Bill he liked to sun on the sill himself admiring he was so charming until he had a big spill
taking liberty on an old rhyme
who knows
ITS TIME TO LAUFH AND NOT TO CRY ,ITS TIME TO Live AND NOT TO DIE ITS TIME TO THINK OF THE WORLD WE LIVE IN ,ITS TIME TO START GIVEING ,ITS TIME TO STOP ALL THE GREED IN THIS WORLD AND TO MUCH POWER IN THE HANDS OF A FEW ITS TIME TO STOP THE HATE IN
The blacksmith while he was hammering did hit his thumb, oh boy how it stung dipped it in water got bit by an adder boy, he swore and swore at the aching
political suicide
There are those amoung us !
Jack Spratt was terribly fat His wife was more obese than that, They had a fight Most every night As to who got the food for the cat.
I know a woman from Texas She already has five eX.s They could not perform What she considered norm She's using a vib for her erectus
There once was a woman from Texas, Who thought that she might in the nexus Meet the love of her life, be his trouble and strife, and all of her MUSCLES, she'd flexes!!
Dunno, just made it up as it went along. PS, Rinstead is for gumboils. These days I'm less Bon Jovi, more Bongela.
An old guy, thinks he's Romeo, He should have given it up long ago, He has a stiff neck And that's what he gets, When he swallowws his Viagra too slow.
There's a forgetful old broad they call Babe, She can't even remember her age, But she knows she had fun When she was young, And she remembers how many she's laid.
There's a lady poet named Odette, Formally, we've never met,but She sends me notes About poems I wrote I appreciate all the comments I get.
A wise man, maybe he lives in California
There is a guy named Fred, He offered a girl his bed. 'twas quite a surprise When he saw with his eyes, The girl was a man instead.
OK, pilot humour. Sorryyyy...
Ty Windy..You maidens must appear before the castle tribunal and testify that you've been spiking my coffee with 'Love potion #9.' Thank's dear....
Poetry that rises from the soul is always the best stuff ! I felt that Tony..... Mick....
I look at it like this! Those that see will be chosen for me....
Almost like a quest for meaning of life...all of mankind seeks for it, all thru the centuries...not finding but always seeking. Now who can tell of the absolute truth when its heard...that is the real quest for the Traveller....will he really ever...
[Then I caressed sensuous hips] OK, i'm going to start calling you Casanova, instead of Canada, lol, and, i burnt the pizza[i'm eating it anyway, too lazy to go get another...], so mesmerized was i by those thighs......
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